Gospel Trail - Chris Rea

You got lovers

Hiding at night

There’s a certain kind of fear in her eyes

Cos the preacher say what she doing ain’t right

He see his bread of life

Quickly turning stale

All along

This gospel trail

I got my brother and my best friend

Choking on your book of lies

I saw you kill the truth with your eyes

Made everybody look like a fool

I saw the good Lord’s words

Written on a bomb of nails

All along, all along

This gospel trail

I see blood run like a river

Cos of all your mistakes

Your song of compassion

Turned out to be just a fake

So now the innocent on both sides

They’re gonna scream and wail

All along, oh all along, along

This gospel trail